SuperNova (Light And Darkness)

The FOOL : Having Faith (1)

trusting the flow...staying open...letting go of worry and fear...feeling protected and loved...living in joy...recapturing innocence"

I watch as the cards merged together, forming a rectangular doorway. On its center, a cylindrical tube was rotating in a perenial counter clockwise motion. Its spinning slowed as I approached, coming to a full stop when I came at arms' length. The message was clear, I was supposed to take the golden embellished tube. After I reached for it, the formation of cards erupted in a fiery rage before me. The flames, repelling each other, scattered into the dark expanse like stars glittering in space until little by little they combusted and burned out. And I was once again devoured into an abysmal light-deprived pit.

The emptiness loomed before my shapeless form, as if my own body has withered away from me. And I am nothing but consciousness, floating freely, a puny firefly in a fathomless and unfamiliar universe.

"Uhhh... Let there be light?"

And there was none. Okay, that was kind of weird.

I spoke, not with my mouth, but in thought form, just to lighten up the mood. It seemed like the perfect vibe.

Its just a dream. I reminded myself.

I had to be dreaming.

Its not scary at all.

Just then, a deep, airy voice materialized. It permeated through space, ringing in sonic waves into my temporarily inexistent chest, to the place where my lungs should've been. Knocking out the air with its powerful force.

Just when I felt that I was there for a moment too long, a black hole-like figure was sketched and filled in out of dark greyish smoke. Its motion dancing along with the voice, like it was its source of movement. It told an eerie story.

When awareness was young, only Darkness held dominion over all the space. But even if it managed to fill everything, it seemed like it didn't. Dejected and alone, Darkness felt empty and lonely. It soon grew tired of his lack of meaning. He sought connection and purpose...

As the image completed, another was formed out of flashes of lightning. I watched a star appearing within the cradle of the black hole. Its brightness spreading outwards until its ends almost touched the edges of its protector. Illuminating the empty sphere, morphing it to a latent crescent.

...until there was light. Pure radiance filled it. Shining in multicolors in an array of blinking spendor. It was blinding yet beautiful. Consuming his desires...

It was a sight to behold. The darkness coming from the moon is being consumed by the star and at the same time, the light emited from the star vanished as it reached the moon. It was a struggle for dominance between opposing forces. Rival energies that longed for both union and partition.

But Darkness knew it was impossible to bind such unbridled power. So raw, and innocent. Light, also, felt the strong pull casted off by Darkness. Seeing his beauty and mystery in its own twisted way. She desired to be consumed, to submit...

Both knew they couldn't contain the other. Because such powers, exploited, leads to destruction.

Bringing about a raging bloodshed. Depleting and destroying everything in existence. All things seen as beautiful and ugly. All things deemed as good and evil. Even things that existed in between. Until everything was a massive field of colloidal void.

I saw the earth, the way it was seen in space - round and detached. Open and vulnerable to the opposing forces that wished to gain power over it. Then, in a heartbeat, the light and the dark combusted until the earth was nothing but a big ball of slimy and coppery blood.